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Stop telling me Ways to be a loaded man I don't want to be like you Slave of money The president of a company Laughed at someone kidnapped Today I saw his name on the newspaper He died naked on a dark corner Stop telling me How to be a social guy I don't want to be like you Slave of fame A hollywood superstar Cries in the dead of the night Under her mask of a sweet smile She couldn't see her real side Don't tell me Don't tell me To live like this To be the slave of fame and wealth -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 220.139.221.71
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